Sometimes I get up in the morning and the cats ignore me. They’re no where to be found and I’m left in peace to do my pre-coffee routine.
This is not one of those mornings. One of them followed me to the bathroom. Both of them have been sitting and staring at me as I do the pre-coffee e-mail check. Evil, in particular, has a mean stare perfected over the eons to be quite effective on humans.
I’m guessing the food bowls are empty. I’m going to go try to negotiate the stairs without tripping over two eager fat cats who are rushing to the kitchen to be fed.
tags: cats
